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A short story about an outdoor encounter.

" Reaching back into the drawer I grab the almost matching bra. I frown. The choices are so few, but then again, they are usually hidden beneath my clothes. If he is like most titty men, it will be removed so fast he may not even remember if I were wearing one in the first place.

I shiver as my fingers slide up my legs as I let my mind wander as I thinking about another pair of fingertips that hopefully will be in their place, but then they will be pulling down my panties not sliding them up. Adjusting the cloth that covers my patch of hair, my fingers linger a moment as I let happy thoughts run rampant. The smile is back as I stretch the bra around me and clip it firmly in front between the cups. Sliding it up and into place my arms slip through the straps, and after adjusting it for comfort I bobble the girls once more so they settle up nicely for his viewing pleasure.

Now for a shirt. Buttons, pullover, or zipper? They all have different appeals. Buttons allow a man to show control or bestial power. With them he has the option of slowly unbuttoning a shirt to reveal the woman beneath, or the animal hunger within by grasping the shirt lapels and with a quick flex of his muscles popping them all off in one mighty pull. Could be costly, so on to a pullover.

Not knowing him a pull over may not be a good choice because it also gives him a chance of again demonstrating the animal hunger within. After some kissing and fondling the shirt must come up and over the head. This forces my arms upward and for a short period of time trapping them as if they were tied. Don't know if I know him well enough to give that kind of control. Although the end product of this date is to get laid, so maybe a bit of Dom, Sub play wouldn't be that bad. Then again there is the zipper shirt. This is safer, as the thought of ripping apart is out of the question and it wouldn't normally be pulled over the head. The most common and exciting would be to slowly unzip it revealing the mounds of joy that he has already expressed much interest in. Smiling I say, "That brings it back to you girls again I hope you're paying attention."

Back to the mirror for my hair before it dries too much and have to re-wet it. I run a brush through it, trying to force it into looking natural. It takes a lot of teasing and primping into place, but once I am finally satisfied I apply a heavy dusting of hair spray to keep that natural look so even in heavy winds I don't have to worry about stray strands fluttering about. Shaking down the bottle of lotion I pop the lid open and sparingly apply lotion to the various parts of my body that need to be soft for his touching pleasures. My satisfied smile wipes clean as the phone rings.

Panic races through me as I rush for the phone thinking, "He can't cancel. Not now." I flop onto the bed as I fumble with the phone, all sorts of thoughts racing about, "Oh damn I knew I was rushing him. I should have waited longer." Picking up the phone, I try to relax, so I don't sound panicked, deep breath then "Hello? Oh. Hi Brian. No, no, you're not interrupting anything yet. Just getting dressed to go out. Yea, I bet you would love to see me now since I just got out of the shower."

A bit of red blushes my cheeks as the thought of the last time we were together and he watched me dress. "No I won't take a picture for you, anyway, its nothing you haven't seen before." The red deepens as a nasty thought brings a smile to my voice as I say, "Never often enough huh. Well I guess you should have figured out a way to leave that girl alone long enough to take the drive over here. No I am not mad" Ass hole, yes I am mad, but I am not giving you the satisfaction of letting you know. "Yea I am going out tonight to Cracker Barrel, at 10:30 which means I don't have time to chat."

I almost hang up when I hear him say something besides bye, "No, he did say 10:30 at Cracker Barrel.

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